The Conversation, with a Golden Shovel,” Deda Kavanagh

The Conversation, with a Golden Shovel

Deda Kavanagh

DWB

Like one who’s run out of things to say but can’t stop/talking

–Christopher Bursk

They rented a Lexus to escape like songbirds from Brooklyn’s cage, one sunny day before George Perry Floyd, who’s the same shade black as he. But in PA they run into trouble with flashers and shouts, “get out of the car, sit on the curb” and one of the officers calls for backup. Schooled in these things, he clamps lips tight as a clam. Her white nails quake to see him dis-graced. Lauboutin heels ticking, say, this is not my scene! She explains but they search the trunk, find a picnic lunch, can’t understand why she’s with him. FIDO stop. She wants to soothe him; he doesn’t feel like talking.